Unic Cjonr

Hate Is What I Bought Poem by Unic Cjonr

Silver does not smoke a fire into dollars.A tie never hangs a rope to tree the blood to your colour.Flower is white but never snows.What did why do for you to know.I whisper and I scream.I lip my mouth for a kiss when dream.Far beyond the moon shines the stars.Behind my wounds burn viscous scars.Spellbound by the words inked to my skin.Witches are cast by the demons I let in.I surrender to your thoughts.Please forgive me.Love I never treasured.Hate is what I bought.